D Cadd9
Every time I think I smell that sweet southern rain
Cadd9 G F D
It takes me to a station on the long black train
D Cadd9
I want to hear the wind blow, feel the earth move below me
Cadd9 G F D
In spite of all the good times, gotta rest my soul
Chorus:
D Cadd9
I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Cadd9 G F D
Gone To Carolina, where I know that I belong
D Cadd9
Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Cadd9 G F D
Gone To Carolina, where I know I have a home
Every time I think I see your face in a crowd
It's like a bell inside of me and it's ringin' out loud
I been so high for so long, there's nothing tried nor true
I'm thinking about coming down to lay a little on you
Chorus